Ditch Diggers DJ Bubba, SSG Splurge & Quin NFN

[Intro: Quin NFN]
Hold on (Fuurgg on go)
Ayy, ayy, ayy

[Chorus: Quin NFN]
Lotta niggas be talkin' with loose lips (Loose lip)
Hit the block rockin' ice with some blue strips (I'm on it)
Glock 19 wit' a drum and it shoot swift (Pow pow pow)
Go getcho own clique cause we don't recruit here (Bitch)
I'm at work in Givenchy, no days off (I'm on it)
Quin clutch like he Harden in the playoffs
We swing the stick in the field but don't play golf (Grrrah)
I put in the grind and the time, hope it pay off (Hold on, bitch)

Lotta shots, open fire on a big nigga (Bow bow bow)
Went from sleepin' on floors to chinchilla (I'm on it)
New house wit' a maid, make her fix dinner (She on it)
At the hoes for the money, I been in her (I promise)
Sippin' drank, I'ma need a new kidney
Go get a frisbee, I promise we spin nigga (We spinnin')
Young nigga sixteen, he a ditch digger (Thdhhh)
Scat Pack out the lot we put sticks in 'em (We on it)

[Verse: Quin NFN]
New Glock Gen 5, Its a big gat (Pow pow)
On a highspeed, they callin' dispatch (I'm gone)
Niggas broke then a hoe and can't fix that (Huh?)
Try to reach at a show and get hit at (Ayy)
I was down but I'm fresher than Tic Tac' (I'm on it)
My youngin' dropped out but he know where the licks at
This ain't a group text, why would we chit-chat?
Pull up, draw down; Where the weed and the blicks at? (Bow, bow, bow)